Chapter 4-the first chomp pt2

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Leo POV:

I looked over at donnie still dazed

"I have what?"

"A disorder" Ralph said quickly

"Where you backout and go crazy" donnie finished. My ears rung and the loud pizza place wasn't helping. I took another slice chowing down. I don't know why but I was extremely hungry.

"That's like your third piece in two minutes," April said surprised.

"Fifth" I answered grabbing another one

"Jeez slow down Leo '' Mikey said looking concerned. I finished the piece and put my head down. The ringing was driving me to a state of nausea. Then out of nowhere I began to gag.

"Woah Leo! Are you choking or" Ralph began but I stopped myself. I breathed for a second.

"I might have eaten to fast or to much"

"Or the wrong thing" Donnie muttered

"What?" I said looking at him

"Nothing," Donnie lied.

"What do you mean by the wrong thing?" I asked curieuse

"Really it's nothing" Donnie said looking stressed

"Yeah what do you mean by that Donnie?" April chimed in. Then Donnie sighed and leaned over whispering something into Apirls ear.

"Oh my...I..he really?" Apirls said shocked. donnie nodded

"Leo you don't look so well why don't I take you back to the Liar?" April said. The weirdest part about this whole exchange was that she kept looking at my teeth,Ralphs gash and mikey with concern

"I mean sure lets go guys" I said standing up

"No, they're staying for a bit, I'm just taking you home," April said, grabbing my arm and taking me to the door. As we walked outside I began to gag again but this time the pizza came up. I have for about a minute. It was a terrible experience. When I finished I felt hungry again as if I hadn't eaten.

"Sorry but I'm hungry again," I said, beginning to stumble towards the pizza place. April grabbed my arm leading me to the alleyway

"Stay here" she commanded. I complied, waiting for her to return. When she did she held a build of soup in her hands

"Eat this" she said looking disgusted at it. As I took a sip the feeling of pure hunger took over. Before I knew it the soup was gone and never asked if it was chicken or beef. I looked up at April

"What kind of soup is this?" I asked.

"I can't tell you," she said, sounding scared.

"We need to get you home" she continued

"Ok" I said yawning

"I'm tired anyways and that soup was really filling"




3d POV: the empty boil that once held turtle soup sat in that alley way to only remembered in its taste.

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